Cousin Eddy
Cousin Eddy was incredibly fun.
Thought everything was delightful.
Smiled and laughed; a joy to the family.
More than anyone I ever met, he was happy.
I often thought he was too good for this world.
God thought so too.
Took him home when he was four.
Sixty-four years later I remember Cousin Eddy’s smile and his laugh.
I can shut my eyes and see him as if it is 1956.
I think he knew he was on loan, so he had to spread joy
As fast as he could.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2020
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